Logging 10,000 Years into the Future-Chapter 348
Chapter 348
Eastern Military Region.
Ninth Military Region Headquarters.
A man in his fifties, dressed in a dark blue military uniform, his epaulets shining like stars, his hair black, and his eyes deep like the ocean, sat in front of a wide, long table, quietly listening to the report of the person in front of him.
“The Class SS-grade Catacomb break has completely subsided, within two days later than anticipated … I’ve already placed the detailed casualty statistics in front of you, Commander. The Marshal has also sent a report …”
Ninth Military Region Commander-in-Chief, one of the four eastern generals, He Dingjun, listened to his subordinate’s report. His face was expressionless. He only said calmly, “Although the Class SS Catacombs break was inhumane, it also exposed some problems in the Catacombs guarding and monitoring the Catacombs. These problems can exist at any level of Catacombs. We must take this as a warning in the future and increase our monitoring and security awareness …”
“Yes, sir.” The subordinate nodded respectfully.
He Dingjun continued, “In the handling of the Class SS grade Catacombs, the generals of the Ninth Military Region did not perform well. Later, arrange a time to gather them. I’ll have a simple chat with them …”
“I’ll arrange it now.”
“What’s the rush?”
He Dingjun raised his eyebrows and said coldly, “Have you forgotten that we still have a big problem to solve?”
The subordinate was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
“Commander, are you reminding me of …”
He hurriedly pulled up a map of the battle lines on the projection screen in front of him.
The entire map clearly divided the Catacombs fissures, and different divisions were responsible for different positions of the defense line. The battle level of each defense line was also marked with different shades of color.
Green represented stability, blue represented stabilizing, and red meant that the defense line had collapsed.
He Dingjun’s fierce eyes scanned the map of the defense lines. His gaze paused on a few dark red areas on the map, and his brows furrowed slightly.
“Why did Defense Line 8 collapse? Which division is in charge of Defense Line 8?”
The subordinate quickly replied, “The 833rd Division, Commander Major General Feng Boshi.”
“Show me the current battlefield situation of Defense Line 8 immediately …”
“Yes, sir.”
The subordinate lightly tapped on Defense Line 8′s position on the map. The information was connected to the battlefield satellite in real time, and soon the scene of Defense Line 8′s battlefield was broadcasted.
He Dingjun stared at the screen expressionlessly for a while before coldly saying, “Where is Feng Boshi now?”
The subordinate could sense the coldness in He Dingjun’s voice. He lowered his voice and quickly replied, “Major General Feng is taking his subordinates to rest and reorganize. They are waiting for reinforcements to arrive before setting off again …”
“Wait my ass!”
He Dingjun snorted coldly and said, “There’s no need for reinforcements, especially for him. Even the 8th Defense Line doesn’t qualify as a second-level priority area. Does Feng Bozhi have the face to bring soldiers back? Tell him to return to the battlefield immediately and rebuild the defense line. Tomorrow morning, I want to hear either good news of the 8th Defense Line being stable, or news of Feng Bozhi’s sacrifice!”
“Yes, sir!”
The subordinate hurriedly nodded.
Following that, He Dingjun asked about the situation at the defensive line and occasionally pulled out satellite surveillance to inspect the defensive line.
His subordinates cooperated with him and answered him one by one.
After inspecting several sections of the defensive line marked in red, He Dingjun’s expression was slightly gloomy.
The Class AA to Class AAA level Catacombs that emerged this time happened to be located within the Ninth Military Region. Naturally, the defending forces were immediately mobilized from the Ninth Military Region. Although there were continuous reinforcements from other war zones later on, the major generals guarding the front lines were all from the Ninth Military Region. After this battle, a total of twelve of He Dingjun’s direct subordinates had been sacrificed, along with the troops under their command.
He Dingjun’s heart was bleeding.
This kind of elite commander with the strength of a Level 7 Martial Master and a certain level of military accomplishment was not something that could be easily cultivated.
It was only when his gaze swept across the bottom left corner of the defensive line map and the long stretch of green that He Dingjun’s mood eased slightly.
“This defensive line is quite stable …”
Feeling the frost on He Dingjun’s face dissipate slightly, the subordinate’s spirits lifted. He smiled and reported, “We’ve received news that the 1182nd Division has performed outstandingly here. They even have extra strength to reinforce the surrounding defensive lines, making a great contribution to the stability of the nearby defensive lines …”
He Dingjun’s eyes lit up slightly. “Who is leading the 1182nd Division?”
“Major General Yu Feiyi.”
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“Yu Feiyi …”
He Dingjun muttered the name and suddenly reacted. “I remember that some time ago, the Military Department recruited a good seedling to cultivate him to become a Martial Sage. It was Yu Feiyi who recommended him, right? What was his name again? Lu Sheng! Yes, Lu Sheng! A young Martial Master with the blood of several Masters on his hands at such a young age. He even dared to provoke the Extreme Dao Martial Arts Academy … Haha …”
He Dingjun couldn’t help but laugh. He nodded and said, “Yu Feiyi is a good person. He’s a promising talent. When this is over, have him come to me.”
“Yes, Commander.”
The subordinate replied with a smile.
Finally, He Dingjun’s gaze moved to the reddest area in the bottom left corner of the defensive line map.
In the Eastern Military Region general war zone commander’s meeting, the marshal had personally pointed out this position and named it Strategic Point B.
This defensive line was like the constriction of a pocket, enclosing one end of the Catacombs fissure.
Unfortunately, this pocket was now broken.
But it was to be expected.
The smile that had just bloomed on He Dingjun’s face faded bit by bit. He crossed his arms in front of him. His gaze was steady as he said in a low voice, “Show me the scene … and see the situation.”
The subordinate felt the sudden stifling atmosphere in the room. He slowed his breathing and replied softly, “Yes.”
He took out the remote control and operated it briefly.
Soon, an image appeared on the big screen.
First, it was a distant view from above. Then, it quickly zoomed in.
As the image zoomed in, the pupils of He Dingjun and the subordinate standing at the side contracted rapidly.
The expected scene of exotic beasts running amok did not appear.
Instead, what appeared before the two of them was …
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
A mountain of exotic beasts’ corpses and a sea of blood!
And in front of this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a figure with a ramrod straight figure stood proudly.
